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Arabella Sheraton

Lord Blackwood's Valentine Ball

Synopsis

Patience Cherwell is resigned to a life of spinsterhood. When her young friend comes to stay for a London season, Patience decides the eligible Lord Blackwood is the perfect match for her guest and determines to see the pair united. So why is Patience anything but happy when the pair seems to actually like each other? And, when a mysterious Valentine corsage arrives, who will Patience discover is the anonymous admirer?

Author Biography

I grew up on a diet of Jane Austen, the Bronte sisters, and many other writers of that period. I also love history and generally find the past more fascinating than the future. I have been steeped in Regency writers since I was a teenager. From Jane Austen to Georgette Heyer, I read 'em all! I love writing Regency romances because they are romantic, fun and enable me to create feisty heroines and hunky heroes. I hope you'll enjoy my stories!

Author Insight

Lord Blackwood Gives a Valentine Ball...

When Patience is invited to Lord Blackwood's Valentine Ball, she has the eager support of Henrietta Paisley, her mama's dearest old friend, who is determined to see Patience make a fine match. Henrietta is an unofficial matchmaker - she has never been wrong before when pairing couples, and she has many successful matches to her name!

Book Excerpt

Lord Blackwood's Valentine Ball

“Lord Blackwood is giving a Valentine Ball? And you are invited?” Mrs. Henrietta Paisley widened her bulbous blue eyes at Patience. “How marvellous! What a romantic and thrilling idea. Let me see that.”

She snatched the gilt-edged invitation from Patience and squinted at it. “Oh, I can’t read this. Wait, where are my spectacles? Although I never confess to needing them, so you’re not to tell anyone.” She rummaged in her capacious reticule for her spectacles and then peered at the invitation card. An excited expression spread across her plump, florid face as she studied the embossed crest, the bold handwriting, and the elaborate signature.

“Well, I’m sure his secretary wrote this out, but this is his lordship’s own signature. Lord Blackwood.” She gave a sigh of pleasure. “Look at these flourishes and loops. So…so regal! Just what one would expect from a member of the nobility.”